Discussion in 'Star Trek: The Next Generation' started by LeadHead, Feb 15, 2013.
YAR: Lieutenant Worf is right, sir. As Security Chief I can't just stand here and let...
Picard: Yes, you can, Lieutenant Yar.
Q: (taking a snort of something) Oh, better. And later, on finally reaching deep space, humans of course found enemies to fight out there too. And to broaden those struggles you again found allies for still more murdering. The same old story, all over again.
Picard: No, the same old story is the one we're meeting now. Self righteous life forms were eager, not to learn, but to prosecute to judge anything they don't understand or can't tolerate.
Q: What an interesting idea. Prosecute and judge. Suppose it turns out we understand you humans only too well.
Picard: We have no fear about what the true facts about us will reveal.
Q: Facts about you? Splendid, splendid, Captain! You're a veritable fountain of good ideas. There are preparations to make, but when we next meet, Captain, we'll proceed exactly as you suggest.
(A flash and he is gone)
Worf: Sir, I respectfully submit that our only choice is to fight.
TASHA: Fight, or try to escape.
PICARD: Sense anything, Commander?
Deanna: It's mind is much too powerful. Recommend we avoid contact.
PICARD: From this point, no station aboard, repeat no station, for any reason will make use of transmitted signals or intercom. We'll try and take them by surprise. Let's see what this galaxy class starship can do. (to Worf) Lieutenant, inform engine room to prepare for maximum acceleration.
Worf: Aye, Sir.
PICARD: Records search, Data. Results of detaching saucer section at high warp velocity.
DATA: Inadvisable at any warp speed, sir.
Picard: Search theoretical.
DATA: It is possible, sir. But absolutely no margin for error.
Picard: Using printout only, alert all decks to prepare for maximum acceleration. Now hear this! Maximum you're entitled to know means that we will be pushing our engines well beyond safety limits! Our goal is to surprise that thing out there, try and out run it, our only other option, is to tuck tail between our legs and return to earth as they demand.
(Worf goes to Engineering, gives Picard's message and returns)
Worf: Engine room ready, sir.
Worf takes over the helm
TROI: The board shows green, Captain. All go.
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